Boyce Avenue

The cars pass by outside
From one sign to the next
She tries to listen, tries to care,
Pretending he knows best
She’s afraid of what she’s done
Not knowing what it is,
She prays for something, prays for his sins,
Someday she’ll find rest
But the time is never right,
No it’s never right,
To step outside her life
To find what’s been lost
She’ll sleep on it tonight
A voice she left behind,
Tells her that there’s time
She bears the burden, blames her own sin